I dont think about this until I'm high. About life. I'm turning 25 next month. I've done nothing with my life. I've just gone downhill. My illnesses progressed. My limitations grew. I'm useless as hell. What am I gonna so when it's time for me to leave this house? When it's time to be on my own. I'm going to be homeless and off my meds. This is the reason I want to kill myself. Plus I'm so insecure about my looks. My face is ageing but I can't quit smoking cigarettes. I'm so addicted. My teeth are getting fucked up. I'm so scared to smile. Everytime I smile I'm thinking about it. Paranoid people are looking at my teeth. Watching my gums recede. I'm broken hearted. Doing what I do best. Searching for someone else to ease my own broken heart. I just want everything to stop. To think logically. I hate this. I'm stable yet losing my mind. How does this work.
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The Girl With A Broken Mind
Random*Adult Content* I'm turning my blog/diary into a book. They are basically diary postings without the dates. They are random postings about whatever I'm feeling that day. Very raw, very detailed about my life. My blog and now this book is to help peo...
